“How difficult is grief?” you ask.  As difficult as climbing a mountain perhaps, or worse yet, crossing a stormy sea?  These are events to remember, aren’t they?  Well, for certain they are.  Such events are quite dramatic, as is the case with grief which takes us out of ourselves and tosses us about like a sea going ferry caught in a storm.  These do capsize at times, you may be aware. Nothing is for certain after all.

     There are helpful devices here also, in the land of grieving, where sometimes we are wary and sometimes brave.  At times of loss we need to be brave and face up to that monster called Grief.  It hurts down there, doesn’t it, deep inside where you breathe.  Yes, it’s a tough crossing this one, probably the toughest you’ll ever encounter on this plane.

     Can we say “we never thought about it?”  Oh that can’t be true.  We thought about it plenty.  It’s just that we couldn’t see ourselves in it, until now that is.  Here we are in the midst of a disaster, another seafaring journey gone amuck.  We are capsized.  We are drowning.  But, hold on now, there’s a buoy up ahead.  It’s called Life and Trust.  Yes, they are one and the same.  This is “your Life” which He has given and “in God we Trust” which is essential to survive.  Otherwise, we are just another cork, bobbing on the ocean of life, with nowhere to go but down.

     God says “Rise and I will greet you.”  “Turn to Me” He adds, “and I will comfort you.”  We want to be there, don’t we, in the bosom of His warm embrace.  Just let it be so, friend, and He will be there for you.  Yes indeed!